Chapter 753 5. Sun Flame Arrives. Wings of the Sun (Part 1)

"Here! Greedy fool!"

Full of resentment, Ansu slapped two fragments containing powerful souls, one white and one black, on Tyrion's desk. However, since Ansu is now in the form of a crow, this should be a domineering action. It looks somewhat funny.

As for the great lord who had escaped from low-level tastes, it was naturally impossible to laugh at the funny gesture of his partner. He ignored Ansu's full of resentment. He just stretched out his hand and held the two distinctive soul fragments in his hand.

The white shard contained the power of the storm. Tyrion could feel the will of the sky contained in this shard almost without observing, but the high lord could also feel that there was an almost insignificant, disharmonious energy in this shard. breath.

"Aviana, the mother of all birds, was infected by the nightmare?"

Tyrion said softly:

"It's such unfortunate news. No wonder it cooperates so much. N'Zoth's Nightmare Messenger has already targeted it. If it continues to stay in the Emerald Dream, it will end up worse than Ursoc. A smart man who knows how to choose female..."

While speaking, a trace of pure power of death penetrated into the soul fragment, like the most precise scalpel, chopped up the trace of nightmare power hidden in the soul fragment, and then hooked into the realm of death, where In a field of vision whose rules are completely different from those of the present world, this weak nightmare power is almost irresistible, and is assimilated by death in an instant.

Even the soul of the powerful ancient god C'Thun was imprisoned in the Realm of Death and could not escape, not to mention the inferior void power that had been transferred three ways?

"This is the void. It never fights you head-on. When you realize its existence, you have already been recruited..."

Tyrion shook his head, put Aviana's soul shard aside, and picked up another black shard. The great lord played with this piece of wild power with great interest, and he leaned on the chair , looking at Ansu bouncing on the table:

"Whose soul is this? I can feel that there is something very interesting in this soul..."

"That's Asaman's soul fragment."

Ansu wanted to punch Tyrion a few times in the face and blind the bastard's eyes, but considering Rukhmar's future and the strength comparison between the two sides, Ansu finally decided to give it a go. answer to:

"That is the most mysterious demigod of the wilderness. It was very famous in the battle of the ancients 10,000 years ago, but until now, except for those great druids, newcomers have almost never heard the story of Asaman , Unlike other wilderness demigods, Asaman never actively advertises his existence. It walks in the Emerald Dream like a ghost. Only those druids who can find it by themselves will get Asha. Man's blessing."

"But the wild cheetah form used by the druids comes from this most low-key demigod... Well, according to my feeling of contact with it, Asaman is very important to druids and the way of nature. It's not interested at all, it just enjoys freedom and the joy of hunting, from this point of view, Asaman is probably the purest demigod, but it has caused me a problem."

Ansu said to Tyrion angrily:

"Ashaman told me that it will help me persuade Essina to accept the price of resurrection, but in exchange, after all the demigods of the wilderness are resurrected, it wants me to initiate a proposal and help it complete it with all its strength."

"oh?"

Tyrion suddenly became interested. Under his questioning gaze, Ansu spread his wings and screamed:

"Quack! That little idiot wants the demigods to go with him to find their creator... A mysterious being named Freya, Asaman told me, in the dream of the soul, it heard Fu Leia's cries for help, but it was the only one who heard it... Maybe it was just a sad hallucination, maybe it too was corrupted by nightmares."

"No!"

The great lord looked at the black fragments in his palm, he shook his head:

"This soul has no trace of infection, and compared with other demigod souls, there are indeed some things in this Asaman soul that do not belong to the demigod of the wilderness... As for Freya, you didn't say that she is a natural Yes, because you do not belong to this world, you were not born because of her, but what Asaman said is right, the birth of all the wilderness demigods in Azeroth has a great relationship with Freya."

Tyrion narrowed his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about something. Ten seconds later, the lord's ice-blue gaze was on Ansu. He stretched out his hand and tried to stroke Ansu's head. Raven's demigod pecked his fingers fiercely.

"Pay attention to your identity! Bastard, I'm not your stupid pet!"

"Well, a cranky little devil!"

The great lord stood up, and two soul fragments, one black and one white, fell into his palm. He looked at Ansu and said softly:

"Let's go, your Rukhmar must have been waiting too long... I will help you awaken her sleeping soul today, but listen, Anzu, we have changed our agreement... I no longer need you to help me get the soul fragments of the remaining two demigods, but in exchange, you must help Asaman unite the demigods, and then at a specific time, go to Northrend to find Fu Leia...don't ask why!"

The question Ansu just wanted to ask was blocked back in its throat. It thought for a while, and finally nodded, agreeing to the replacement of the agreement.

In its view, dealing with the rebellious and dangerous wolf spirit Goldrinn is really too boring, so it is better to go along with the flow and complete the two requirements of Ashama and Tyrion at once, which is obviously more cost-effective up.

What's more, Ansu has been alone for thousands of years, and now Rukhmar's resurrection is just around the corner...it doesn't plan to wait any longer, and it also needs to use Rukhmar's successful resurrection to give Ivy Na and Asaman have a little confidence.

After all, they're all in one boat now... er, beasts.

And in the final analysis, Ansu doesn't care what the world will become. It's amazing that it returns to Draenor with its resurrected wife and little Hisaly and continues to dominate. The survival of Azeroth has no effect on it. It's useless for the druids to emphasize it many times, after all, it's just a random and free raven...

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"hum"

With the temporary opening of the gate to the realm of death, Tyrion stepped into Drustvar's emerald sanctuary from the shadows. The little ghost Yuna sitting on his shoulder looked left and right curiously. With a consistent heartless smile on her face, she is always curious about everything, even though she has been to this place many times.

"Tyrion, what are we doing here?"

Yuna took out a piece of "Zanger Special Edition" rainbow candy from the pocket that Aurelia sewed for her, and while chewing, jumped off Tyrion's shoulder and placed it on the ground close to her eyes. Holding the huge, charred black bird skeleton, she stretched out her hand to try to touch the bird bone, and at the same time turned around and asked:

"These bones...ah! So hot!"

Before Yuna could finish her words, the little girl suddenly withdrew her finger as if she had touched a piece of red-hot charcoal. A golden flame was still dancing at her fingertips. Yuna jumped up and down, It took several seconds to extinguish the flame, and the little girl pursed her mouth and looked like she was about to cry. Black scorched marks had already appeared on the ghostly body of the Holy Light Flower at her fingertips.

It hurts just to look at it...

"Cack! Stupid girl! Stupid girl!"

Ansu, who was standing on the other side of Tyrion's shoulder, still maintained a shrunken figure, mocking the reckless Yuna in a gloating tone:

"No one dares to touch the noble body of my Rukhman directly... the flames on her feathers are as hot as the sun, and anyone who disrespects will be burned to death, stupid girl~ Do you know what is wrong? "

"snort!"

The little ghost flicked its neck and dexterously jumped onto Tyrion's shoulder. She grabbed Tyrion's hair and whispered in his ear coquettishly:

"It bullied me! You see! Tyrion, that black bird bullied me!"

"It's okay, girl."

Tyrion patted Yuna's head to calm down the irritable child. He looked at the black bird bone exuding extremely high temperature in front of him, and said to Yuna:

"I'll let it apologize to you in a while, don't you want the feathers on its tail? I'll let it pull out one for you in a while, but now, you have to watch it obediently, and there will be a beautiful young lady in a while will be resurrected."

"Um!"

Yuna glared fiercely at Ansu, who suddenly fell silent. The little ghost jumped to the ground eagerly. She pulled out the wand at her waist, grabbed her little bear again, and then sat there cross-legged, eating Skittles , while watching the excitement.

"Come on, let me see the soul of this Sleeping Beauty!"

Tyrion moved his fingers and walked towards the perfect black bird bone platform in front of him. Several great druids of the Blightcaller were guarding the platform of the Emerald Holy Land, and all irrelevant personnel were driven away from the platform. In the small Emerald Dreamland, the Blightcaller is a neutral organization in name, once it is discovered that it has a relationship with Tyrion, it will definitely deal a big blow to the reputation of the Blightcaller.

And these Archdruids, such as Staghelm and the elder Thorn Whisperer Alpha, are also very curious about the true form of the unique Sun Raven Rukhmar.

Unlike other demigods, even Ansu, Rukhmar is not so much a demigod of pure life, but rather a special demigod with perfect fusion of life and elements. The huge black bird bone in front of him is not Luke Ma's remains, in fact, this is its body... According to Ansu, Rukhmar has no flesh and blood in the conventional sense.

The skin and even the feathers of this Sun Raven are made of the purest Sun Fire, and the solid skeleton supporting the movement of the body is used to carry a huge amount of life energy in the body, and once Rukhmar's life energy When it is exhausted, its body will turn into such a scorched black bird bone, just like the rumored fantasy creature phoenix, it will die when it dies.

And speaking of phoenix... Kael'thas, the high elf sun king far away in the continent of Kalimdor, also has an elemental phoenix, which is probably the only well-known phoenix in Azeroth, Kael'thas He affectionately calls his comrades-in-arms and pets "Ao", and the existence of Ao also proves that the phoenix is ​​a real creature, but it is different from the myth in the conventional sense. The essence of the beautiful and noble phoenix is ​​probably A pure fire element creature.

Tyrion stood in front of Rukhmar's skeleton. Behind him, Anzu transformed into its original huge size. It nervously stared at Tyrion's movements with its black onyx eyes, and the other archdruids also At this moment, their eyes widened. As the Blightcaller druids who pursue life evolution, they obviously don't want to miss this moment.

"Fu..."

The great lord took a deep breath like a living person. The pure black power of death wrapped around his fingertips, quickly cooling down the extremely hot air around him due to the existence of Rukhmar's skeleton. His hands were covered with a layer of The temperature of the black ice was so low that life could not bear it. The moment his fingers touched Rukhmar's skeleton, it was like fire and ice meeting each other, and the ice layer gathered by the power of death began to melt rapidly.

Seeing this unbelievable scene, Tyrion immediately understood that Ansu's description was correct!

Rukhmar is not so much the demigod of the wilderness of Draenor world, but rather the manifestation of a certain phenomenon in that world. What this sun raven represents is the feedback of extreme positive energy, just like. ..a living, moving sun! In other words, among all the demigods in Azeroth and Draenor, Rukhmar may have taken the step beyond the demigods, combining pure life and spirits that are free from the six basic forces of the universe. The power of the elements combined.

I really don't know how this silly Miss Raven managed to do this back then...

"hum"

The huge lord's consciousness penetrated into Rukhmar's skeleton along his fingers. At this moment, Tyrion felt as if he had entered a world purely composed of fire elements. "Two eyes" look out, and the place that enters the eyes is like a whole burning world.

However, compared with that normal flame, the flames burning in Rukhmar's will world are more like quenched magma. Even the flames exude a decadent and weird dark red color, as if they are cooling down. like wrought iron.

It's in dire condition, but its body is still alive...

What Tyrion has to do at this time is to find the original soul of Rukhmar who is sleeping in this world of flames...According to Ysera, a powerful demigod like Rukhmar will die even if he dies. After one time, its soul should also imprint on the body.

"Where are you, Rukhmar?"

Tyrion's consciousness was cruising in this fiery spiritual world at a swift speed, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find Rukhmar's original soul in this fiery spiritual world...

This bored the high lord, he hated this kind of hide-and-seek game.

"It looks like your world is about to go out..."

The great lord closed his eyes, and hovered in the noisy world of flames. He began to mobilize the cold power of death. The concept of death that annihilates everything is like a surging tide. From Tyrion's hands, two A giant snake made of frost roared and rushed to the ground, and at the moment of contact, it forcibly froze the scorching ground, even the burning flames were frozen in it.

Tyrion narrowed his eyes, and a killing intent flashed in his icy blue eyes, as if he really wanted to extinguish this burning world of flames.

"How uncomfortable it is to be half dead... Let me give you a relief!"